Bad Poetry

Boo

You beautiful thing, I could have been your Boo Radley Forever. I could have handled that, loving you from afar, Taking care of you, Giving you gifts with sincere love, and being Sincerely Happy as I watched you appreciate them. I could have watched you grow, and loved every moment; shared in your happiness, and […]

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Fiction Short Story

Short Story: Paying the Check

“Reality’s a helluva a drug,” he says, and I hate to admit it, but he’s right. I don’t think he means it in the same way I do, but to be honest, I don’t know how he means it, and it doesn’t matter. The world looks better than it ever has, despite the awkward view. […]

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Fiction Short Story

Under Pressure

It’s weird, you know? You live your life, you try to do the right thing, you try to do good… And what? Like, you end up covered in blood and brains and who knows what else? Maybe not you, like, I’m not saying that if you try to do what’s right, it’s not an instant […]

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Fiction Short Story

Counted Steps

It’s like this game we play, but it isn’t a game, and both of us know it. It’s a thing, a thing like Russian Roulette, not a game, but worded so that it sounds like a game. We don’t have a pistol, but that doesn’t make it any less devastating. What we have is a […]

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Life

The Carnival

Here’s part of my life: Working at The Kettle in San Marcos, Texas. 2001. Working all the time, because the pay was shit, and I was young and stupid and had big dreams, and I thought I was making something happen. I was a short-order cook, but I had moved up from bus boy, so […]

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Life

Moods

Our moods change drastically throughout the day, our tones, like we’re all music on an ever-changing radio. We go from humor to sadness to love of life to frustration. Small things that signify big things. It has been a strange life, lately. More so than usual. I start the day angry before my eyes have […]

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Fatherhood

The Corny Incident

Having a kid is weird. And I don’t just mean the usual weirdness, like never being able to use the bathroom in peace again, or how stepping in a pile of cold, wet something doesn’t even make you flinch, anymore. Or typing this post with three fingers, because a tiny human was curious about what […]

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Fatherhood

Routine

The routine, man, it’s killin’ me. Wake up in the morning, tired, too tired for the day, but having to face it, anyway. Brush my teeth, maybe a cup of coffee. Feed the little one breakfast, get dressed, and then it’s off to work. Get home, make supper, maybe give the little one a bath. […]

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Fatherhood

Discipline

One of the things that bugs me the most about being a parent is that there’s no right way to do it. I mean, there’s not like an instruction book or anything. You get a new car, a new computer, or a new phone, there are instructions about how to care for it: upkeep, maintenance, […]

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Fatherhood

Life Decisions

I have been fighting off some sort of a sickness for about a week, now. It’s nothing crazy–just something the kid picked up when he was playing with some other children and brought home to destroy my immune system. I’ve been incredibly tired, and my focus is shot. Having a toddler running around the house […]

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Degenerates

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They are the dregs. They are the gutter-lurkers. They are society's garbage. DEGENERATES. They are the muttered secrets, the hidden disgraces, and the haunted. And these are their stories.

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